Twenty masters armed with Tang knives, rushed to Ye Junlin a few people.
“boom!”
Suddenly a strong wind blew up.
A figure is as fast as lightning.
The white tiger moved.
Among the five kings, Xuanwu has the strongest defensive ability.
White Tiger is the strongest attacker.
“boom!”
“boom!”
…
The white tiger shot like electricity, shuttled among the silhouettes.
Soon, he stopped.
“boom!”
“boom!”
“boom!”
…
I saw the twenty masters fall one by one.
The audience was silent.
Gu Jianfeng’s face changed drastically.
Isn’t it too strong?
His twenty domestic slaves are all super masters carefully selected by the family, who have practiced martial arts since childhood.
Once he took only these twenty people and killed one in and out of the Southern League.
unstoppable!
But now it is no match for one person.
How strong is he?
“Interestingly, you are better than those in the Southern League!”
Bai Hu said very enjoyable.
“Next, it’s your turn!”
Bai Hu hooked his finger at Gu Jianfeng.
He naturally saw that the strongest was Gu Jianfeng.
“kill!”
Gu Jianfeng shot vigorously.
Entangled with the white tiger.
The fight was stunned.
The walls of the theater compound were all shattered and collapsed, and the gates even cracked open.
Even cracks appeared on the ground, and countless blue bricks burst into pieces.
The princelings were dumbfounded.
Even Ye Junlin sighed.
Gu Jianfeng is definitely the strongest opponent Bai Hu has ever encountered since he came back.
Da Xia Guo is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, a master like a cloud!
You may encounter more in the future.
A great battle can be seen as hearty.
“boom!”
After a hundred moves, Bai Hu kicked Gu Jianfeng away.
“boom……”
After landing, Gu Jianfeng vomited blood and looked at Baihu incredulously.
At his age, he has such an attainment?
Gu Jianfeng’s master said that Gu Jianfeng is the strongest genius he has ever seen.
It is estimated that there is no second place in the entire Great Xia Country.
Unexpectedly, this one popped up suddenly.
“You…who are you?”
Gu Jianfeng asked tremblingly.
For the first time, the princelings were surprised at the identity of Ye Junlin.
Isn’t it too strong?
Originally, they just kneaded Ye Junlin as a soft persimmon. They had never thought about what identity Ye Junlin would be?
“Our identities, you kids are really not qualified to know!”
Qinglong sneered.
In their eyes, there is no difference between a princeling party and a kid.
Qiao Jinqiu, who was kneeling in the yard, suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
He thought of the scene where hundreds of disciples from the Southern League knelt together.
They seem to provoke characters they shouldn’t provoke.
Gu Jianfeng struggled to get up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: “A few of us are not acquainted, so let’s treat this as a misunderstanding! I will let my brothers apologize and it will be over!”
Ye Junlin said coldly: “You said that a misunderstanding is a misunderstanding?”